Chapitre 17

Damn it, this time they stirred up a hornet's nest. The guy who used to be such a coward seems to have changed his ways. He beat those two underlings to a pulp with his bare hands, and they even tracked him down.

Yang was really terrified after that beating; he had never seen someone beat someone up while smiling.

Later, they were terrified every day, always fearing that this madman would sneak out of the school gates and beat them up. The ultimate result of their fear was, of course, that they ended up sending themselves to become his underlings.

Moreover, Yang Ge felt that Zhao Yuan was a really strange person.

Despite being skilled enough to dominate these streets, he showed absolutely no interest in the outside world. Even more strangely, while he was incredibly ruthless in fights, at school he diligently remained a reclusive bookworm.

Just like the fight in front of the bookstore last time, even though Zhao Yuan was there, his attitude was clearly that he was pretending not to know them. So that day, in front of their boss, they got beaten up by some outsider.

In short, Yang Ge had never seen such a strange person in his entire life.

Thinking of this, Yang couldn't help but admire their boss's deskmate once again. To have the audacity to stick to such a pervert every day—what a beautiful, kind, and courageous little angel she must be!

It was precisely because it was the weekend that Yang dared to come find Zhao Yuan. Otherwise, given how affectionate their boss and his deskmate usually were, Yang wouldn't have dared to bother them.

But that's when you have a deskmate at school. When you go home on weekends, you probably won't have a deskmate anymore... right?

Zhao Yuan also thought of this; he didn't have a deskmate over the weekend!

His initial excitement vanished instantly, leaving him feeling lazy and listless.

After dawdling for a while, Zhao Yuan finally arrived at the street where Meng Bo was. He peeked inside and saw that all the people who had been lurking around had disappeared, and even the smell of smoke had dissipated. The entire dimly lit alley looked rather clean and bright.

They really cleared it out?

Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes, showing some interest.

Just then, a voice crying and screaming came from the alleyway next door: "You, you, you don't come any closer!"

The voice was extremely pitiful. If Yang Ge and the others hadn't known that the owner of the voice was a thug, they would have thought it was some young girl being stopped by a lecher.

Yang glanced at Zhao Yuan beside him, mustered his courage, and shouted into the alley, "Who's there? Stop! This is our territory!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure came tumbling out, it was none other than that grandson who always got along with them.

The two groups couldn't stand each other. Even if they didn't fight, they would still insult each other's ancestors whenever they met.

But now, when that grandson looked up and saw the huge group of Yang Ge's people, he was moved to tears as if he were seeing relatives, as if he wanted to throw himself into Yang Ge's broad embrace.

Their incredibly enthusiastic attitude startled Yang and his group, causing them to take several steps back.

Damn it, it's a conspiracy, it must be a conspiracy.

Before Yang could kick the man away, another person walked out of the alley.

Unlike usual, this person wasn't wearing a school uniform; today, he was only dressed in a simple black shirt and pants, which made him look even sharper.

"Why are you running? I'm not here to fight, I'm just here to ask a question."

Upon hearing this, the guy who had run away was completely speechless.

Damn it, look at the street behind you, and then look at the person you're carrying. How dare you say you didn't come here to fight?

Qin Chu took a few steps and saw Yang Ge and his group blocking the alley entrance.

He not only saw Brother Yang, but also Zhao Yuan standing with Brother Yang and the others.

Qin Chu immediately raised an eyebrow.

"My deskmate looks really handsome today," Zhao Yuan thought to himself, followed immediately by a "Holy crap!"

This scoundrel looks so familiar.

Before Yang Ge and the others could remember who Qin Chu was, they subconsciously followed Qin Chu's gaze and looked at their boss.

Then they saw their eldest son cowering timidly against the wall, looking down at them, and stammering, "You...you...I already told you I have no money, don't come looking for me!"

Yang Ge & the thugs: ? ? ?

Author's Note:

Zhao Yuan, the Movie Emperor: It's time to show our true strength.

Chapter 17 The First World (15)

The voice was extremely aggrieved, filled with fear and helplessness, perfectly capturing the pitiful state of someone being stopped by thugs demanding protection money.

Before Yang Ge and the others could figure out what was going on, the ruthless figure in the alley threw down the person he was holding and asked, "What are you doing here?"

After their ears started acting up, Yang and the others began to suspect their eyes were playing tricks on them. Otherwise, how could they have seen their freakish and powerful boss suddenly dart behind that menacing figure like a pitiful little chick?

Those hands that could beat someone without regard for their life were actually cautiously clutching the hem of the scoundrel's clothes.

And that hand was even trembling slightly?

Damn, this world is so surreal.

Zhao Yuan shamelessly boasted to his underlings, "They found the shop, and I was afraid they would affect business, so I followed them out. Luckily, I ran into you, my deskmate."

My deskmate...

Desk mate?

Before he could even process what their boss had said, Yang looked at Zhao Yuan, then at Qin Chu, who exuded a menacing aura, and his face immediately fell.

Is this their leader's classmate, who is beautiful, kind-hearted, and "clingy"?

The image of the fairy in Yang Ge's mind suddenly shattered, and all the personality labels that remained in the end were just the two words "bold".

Qin Chu glanced at the hem of his clothes that was trembling uncontrollably from Zhao Yuan's actions, then at the thugs on the ground, and finally turned his gaze to Brother Yang: "Fine, asking you guys is the same."

Yang and the others started trembling, wondering what the hell he meant by those words.

As Qin Chu emerged from the dark alley, Yang Ge and the others recognized him.

Yang suddenly felt a headache coming on, as if he had been hit on the head by a phone.

More importantly, my wallet is hurting even more...

"You, you, you... I... I... This... This is a misunderstanding..."

Yang was trembling so much he could barely speak. He was about to say it was a misunderstanding, that his deskmate was their boss, when he looked up and saw Zhao Yuan "hiding" behind Qin Chu, and just then, Zhao Yuan gave him a meaningful smile.

"Mistake, mistake..." After stammering for a while, Yang Ge's face fell, and he forced a sob into a sentence, "Mistake... I, we did it on purpose!"

"Oh, you guys are pretty capable?" Qin Chu scoffed. "Weren't you satisfied with getting beaten up that night?"

That was awesome, his mom had a blast.

So much so that they now dare not wander down that road.

Yang was on the verge of tears. He looked at Qin Chu, then at Zhao Yuan, and felt that he had borne too much.

"You still dare to come to the store?" Qin Chu reached out and grabbed Yang Ge by the collar.

Zhao Yuan wasn't about to actually watch his underling get beaten up. Seeing that he'd put on a good show, he gestured to stop Qin Chu: "Classmate, let it go. They didn't cause any trouble in the store today..."

"They hit you?" Qin Chu turned to look at him.

Yang and his gang of thugs looked at Zhao Yuan with hopeful eyes, as if their lives depended on their boss's few remaining consciences.

Then they saw their leader lower his head shyly under Qin Chu's gaze and say, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

The thugs coughed up a mouthful of blood!

What kind of hypocritical talk is this?!

What do you mean by "I'm used to it"?

Who the hell dares to touch you!

Yang thought he was mistaken; his boss's deskmate wasn't a jinx at all.

What a tyrannical ruler!

Hearing his boss's utterly fake words, he actually reached out to punch him! Does he have no brains? Does he have no eyes?!

Seeing that Qin Chu was really going to stand up for him, Zhao Yuan felt extremely satisfied.

He grabbed Qin Chu's arm, this time genuinely trying to persuade him: "Let's just forget about it..."

Yang and the others watched helplessly as Zhao Yuan, this ruthless killer, actually said with self-righteousness, "Using violence is not good, don't do it."

Using violence is wrong... What kind of shamelessness does he have to say that without batting an eye?

Qin Chu turned to look at Zhao Yuan and asked him what his plans were.

Zhao Yuan thought about it for a moment, then hesitated.

But compared to his friendship with his deskmate, his younger brother was nothing.

So he took out his phone and waved it at Qin Chu: "I brought my phone, how about... we do that?"

Qin Chu immediately understood and thought this was a good idea, saving him the trouble of beating the thugs up. He turned around and saw them continuing to cause trouble, so he decided to use education instead.

Seeing the two exchanging cryptic messages, Yang and his men panicked: "Which one is which? What are they up to?"

They felt like pigs that had been cleaned and were about to be slaughtered, huddled together, discussing how they were going to die.

Zhao Yuan is a very cunning guy. He thought Qin Chu's idea was pretty good yesterday, so he downloaded those e-textbooks a long time ago. Now he just tapped the screen a couple of times to bring them up, and then shoved the phone in front of Yang Ge.

Yang took the phone, puzzled, and saw Qin Chu gesturing with his chin: "Read."

What kind of new method is this? Using a mobile phone is considered a punishment?

Yang was completely bewildered, thinking to himself that he could play 108 mini-games!

However, when Yang looked down and saw the dense text on his phone, he felt as if he had been hit on the head with a stick, making him dizzy and nauseous.

Damn it, he has dyslexia! If you make him read this, he'd rather die on the spot!

With tears in his eyes, Yang looked at Zhao Yuan for help, only to see Zhao Yuan nod his chin at him, clearly conveying the same meaning as Qin Chu.

Now, the tyrant in Yang Ge's mind has immediately become Zhao Yuan, and Qin Chu has happily acquired the title of a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country.

In an instant, the sound of reading aloud, albeit in a halting and disjointed manner, could be heard from the alley.

The thugs who hadn't yet left the street heard the noise and curiously came over to see what was going on.

When they saw Yang Ge and the others engrossed in reading on their phones, they were so frightened that they shrank back into the alley.

This place is unbearable to stay in; it's ruthless, fucking ruthless.

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